\u2018Memories\u2019 is where we find the wanderer in a moment of clarity. The menacing voice was clear in his warning: \u201cyou will never leave this place,\u201d definitely talking about the way the beautiful world the wanderer had found turned dark and dangerous after he was lured in far enough. The wanderer however, cannot shake the feeling he felt when he first entered the world behind the door. <\/p>\n
The song starts slow, with an acoustic guitar creating a more intimate, almost melancholic feeling. The first part of the song describes the sense of defeat the wanderer is feeling. The world he had found has gone dark and there\u2019s no way to tell if he\u2019s still going the right way; he is lost. He no longer feels the magic he felt the moment he stepped into this foreign place, something he desperately wishes to feel again.<\/p>\n
In the chorus he says: \u201cI am lost between asleep and waking, and I don\u2019t want to lose what I have found,\u201d reminiscing those feelings. He knows he may be dreaming, and he knows that waking up may be his way out of this strange place, but, even through the danger, he does not want to give up after seeing a glimpse of all that beauty. It must still be somewhere, if only he allows himself to be guided in the right direction, away from the darkness and the danger. <\/p>\n
He calls out for the light that guided him before; the light that guided him to this world in the first place. Is he lost forever or will the gentle spirit re-appear to help him back to the beauty of the world he is lost in? <\/p>\n
The wanderer\u2019s story will continue next week, with the song \u2018 The Prophecy\u2019. Stay tuned! <\/p>\n
Now all is fading from me
\nI felt it slip away from me
\nAround me, all is quiet
\nIt\u2019s like I\u2019ve never been away<\/p>\n
I used to feel the magic
\nI used to feel the strong desire
\nTo feel all of its greatness
\nNow all I see is black and white<\/p>\n
I am lost between asleep and waking
\nAnd I don\u2019t want to lose what I have found
\nThe vivid colours of the dreams I wandered
\nWill go away forever, once I open my eyes<\/p>\n
I begged the light to guide me
\nLike it has guided me before
\nThrough all the storms and madness
\nWhere has the gentle spirit gone<\/p>\n
Is there a way of knowing
\nIf I can go back to that place
\nWhere I faced all my demons
\nAnd where my strength would never fade<\/p>\n